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calmao666 · 1 day
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retquits · 3 days
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a quick stardew valley ship meme for elliott & farmer dallas! they've been on my mind 💞
blank template under the cut 👇
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(from what i researched, this template was originally made by a twt user named senaizuuchan, but their account unfortunately no longer exists 😔)
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orphyd · 2 days
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dr harvard and smelliott
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dustin-ajar · 2 days
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i love them sm....
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deadmeatfactory · 1 day
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elliott posting
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tris-blogs · 2 days
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autumnywinter · 3 days
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could you do some yandere elliott nsfw? i need this man like i need air to breathe i swear-
Just had a surgery this morning, I hope this is coherent because I still feel a lil groggy haha. I tried to make the reader as sexually neutral as I could since I don't do that very often. I hope I did decently ^^;
Yandere!Elliott x Reader
Tags: NSFW, MDNI, Stalking, masturbation, sex toy usage, general creepy behavior, gender neutral reader, no sex specified for reader
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For hours at a time, Elliott would follow and stalk you (although he would put it into more light terms) as you went about your business. He wanted to be near you at all times, but the crowding might have scared you away so he made do with spying.
Sometimes Elliott would pretend to accidentally bump into you in town, acting as though it was coincidence that you were on the same street and walking in the same direction.
When you were gone, he sometimes snuck into your home. At first, he would only go to touch your things, the things that had touched you and smelled of you. He would hold up your shirt to his face and breathe in the smell, trying to simulate your embrace.
It wasn't as good as the real thing by any means, but it satiated him for the time being.
He grabbed a discarded pair of underwear on the ground, and didn't even think about his next actions. He brought it up to his face and shakily inhaled. A choked moan escaped his mouth.
Just as he was ready to pocket it and leave, he heard the front door open. He didn't have enough time to crawl out of the window, so he frantically locked himself in your closet. It wasn't the first time he had been in there without your knowledge, but it still filled him with panic each time.
His heart raced as you walked in, humming softly. He peered through louvered slats and saw you taking off your clothes. Elliott covered his mouth with his hand to keep from moaning aloud. His cock throbbed, and he felt ashamed.
You weren't a mere object for his satisfaction, but he couldn't help himself.
You stripped down completely, and he nearly came in his pants when you removed your undergarments and dropped it on the floor. This was so much better than watching you undress through the window.
Sure, he always had binoculars or a camera on you, but the visual was never enough. Now you were just a few feet from him, body ready to be ravished and worshipped.
It took every fiber of his being not to come out of the closet and do it himself. The anticipation was too much. He began to undo his fly as quietly as possible.
He watched as you slowly and sensuously rubbed yourself. He imagined it was him you were thinking of.
Next thing he knew, he was using his free hand to bring the underwear up to his face. It smelled just like he imagined it would, your scent driving him wild.
Like fate, you flopped on the bed and grabbed what he recognized as a dildo. As upset as he was you were using other toys when you could be using his very-real cock, his disdain melted into pleasure again once you started fingering yourself, preparing yourself for it.
He imagined he was the one preparing you for his own cock. He imagined his fingers deep inside you, gently caressing your warm, wet inner walls. He would coax you open, until he would be able to replace his fingers with his leaking cock.
Not without pampering you beforehand, of course.
He ached for you, and had to finally free his erection from the confines of his pants. He shuddered from the cold air against his burning flesh.
He spit into his palm and stroked himself to the rhythm of your fingers. Normally he never used his own spit, but he was too frenzied to care.
The underwear pressed against his nose as he inhaled deeply. It was intoxicating, and he felt more drunk than if he had chugged an entire keg of beer. The scent was pure you, and he would never have it any other way.
You started teasing yourself with the toy, just about the size of his own cock. He wished it was him, filling you up and making you cry out in ecstasy.
A beautiful moan escaped your lips once you slid it inside, slowly. 'That's it, theeere you go, sweetheart,' he cooed to you in his head. He started stroking his cock slower, only to imagine it was him pushing inside you at such a gentle pace. He could be so sweet to you if you just gave him a chance.
You rocked yourself back and forth on the dildo, making a motion so mesmerizing to watch. He couldn't take his eyes off you, even if the view was obscured.
Elliott didn't notice he was drooling pathetically, but he didn't care.
He sped up his pace to yours again. He felt so dirty watching you like this, but he felt too good to stop.
Suddenly, you switched positions and the view got a little better. Now Elliott had the full picture of your entrance accepting the toy so readily.
He envisioned himself hovering over you, and kissing your soft skin while moving in and out of you. Oh, what he'd give to have your arms wrapped around his neck and your legs around his waist.
The scenario was set clear in his mind. After a romantic candlelit dinner, he'd make love to you on the bed. The lighting would be dim and sensual, with his scented candles burning pleasantly. He would treat you to a full-body massage first, getting you all loosened up before he made sweet love to you. He would whisper how much he loved you in your ear and cover your face in kisses. He'd make sure you climaxed first, before taking his own.
That is, if he could even control himself. He had came in his pants an embarrassing amount of times just looking at you. He was barely hanging on at this point, but he tried to wait for you to finish first.
Your shift in moans showed you were getting close, so he brought the undergarments down from his face and to his cock. He wrapped them around himself and ardently stroked his cock.
His breath hitched at how intimate it felt, using the garment as a tool for masturbation.
He was teetering on the edge when you suddenly cried out in your orgasm. The noise was a symphony to his ears, and he came soon after.
For a moment, he saw stars. He had masturbated to you countless of times before, but that was the best orgasm he ever had.
His vision returned, and he felt disgusted with himself. He had came in your underwear. He couldn't return it to you now; he was supposed to leave no trace behind. He supposed it'd make another good keepsake.
Elliott's attention turned back to you. You were covered in sweat and catching your breath.
He wished he could cuddle you afterward, stroking your hair and nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. He'd give you a nice bath, and then order something nice from the restaurant for take-out, since you'd both be exhausted. He knew how much you loved your take-out, anyway.
Elliott rearranged himself into his pants. You stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom, and he quickly gathered your discarded clothes from the floor, along with your used toy.
He wanted to use that opportunity to leave, but he was still too busy composing himself.
You entered your room again with your regular night clothing and passed out on your bed. Elliott peeked through the slats of the closet again to watch you sleep for a couple minutes. It was such a gorgeous sight.
Finally he opened the door, gauging your form for any signs of reaction. He silently sighed in relief when you didn't move. He did his best to not step on anything that would creak under his weight and had to stifle a chuckle. You kicked your covers off of you in your sleep.
He risked pulling them back over you and taking that moment to stare once more at your relaxed expression.
One day you'd be his. He considered himself a patient man.
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sprucestairs · 2 days
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so. I'm fishing on the dock near Willy's shop right? And it's roughly 6pm. And who do I see, on their merry way back home from ginger island?
All. Six. Bachelors.
Alex, Sam, Harvey, Elliott, Sebastian, Shane, and NO ONE ELSE. like... were they having a boys day? Throwing the gridball around in the sand?
...are they a polycule? Was this their whole-polycule-date?
Literally WHAT are the odds of this happening, I would love to know.
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omgstardewvalley · 3 days
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Bachelor reactions to pregnant wife grabbing them and saying 'it's happening'
Farmer: “…oh my Yoba… It’s happening!!”
Alex: “It’s happening? What do you me- OH YOBA IT’S HAPPENING” He then would swoop the farmer up into his arms and sprint all the way to Harvey’s. He doesn’t care their water broke and the farmer is all messy, all that matters in that moment is them and the baby and both of them being safe and taken care of.
Sam: “Hmm?” He then would see the wet ground beneath the farmer and drop literally whatever he was holding. That was the farmers favorite mug but she doesn’t have time to be upset. He gets surprisingly calm yet rushed. He calls the doctor and gets things ready to make the farmer comfortable at home.
Sebastian: He would literally freeze and the farmer might have to throw something at him. Then he would be frantic and try to go over the plan the both of them have gone over and over but still somehow forget something. It's all very very endearing to the farmer to see how much he cares.
Shane: Would almost pass out from anxiety. He's been so nervous and doting on the farmer since he found out she was preggers, but now that it's time he kinda frog blinks before jumping into action. He also makes sure to grab the blue chicken stuffie for the baby.
Elliott: Would start crying from pure happiness and excitement. He has had everything packed and ready by the door for weeks now. The doctor on speed dial, and an extra journal packed for himself. The birth of his baby is beyond inspiring for him. He can't wait to be a dad.
Harvey: His doctor brain kicks in immediately. They both have been staying at his little loft above the hospital for the last week, he had a feeling the baby would come any day now. Honestly, they couldn't have been more prepared. I mean farmer married a doctor for Yobas sake.
(I'm so sorry it took me literal years to start answering these)
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dewwydelcra · 3 days
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GUYS THEY POSTED HIM AGGAAAAIIINN!!!!
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melonelle · 2 days
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the winter outfits (except for penny, because i hated hers so i made her a new one)
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spinaroos-47 · 3 days
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I've been wanting to try and draw portraits for my farmers with pixel art, but I wanted to first get a hang of how to draw directly on aseprite, in this big of a size, so I did a test Elliott!
This was a fun test and also gave me a good idea of how I can do the next portraits. It was also an opportunity to attempt some dithering, as I've been watching a lot of pixel art videos in the past few days
Original size also (296 x 296, which doesnt translate that accurately to the original 64 x 64 the portraits have, but its not that bad, its still mostly proportional)
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hi, saw that your Sdv requests are open. I currently have my dogs sitting on my lap and had a thought. How would the sdv bachelors respond/react if the farmer said they didn't want kids and would rather adopt some dogs (or cats or any type of animal if I'm being serious) instead of having children.
Love your writing. Hope you have an amazing week.
Hey hey 👋 Thank you for your kind words and for the ask, dear anon! I'm glad you like my writing and I hope you like this hc too. Have a nice week as well 🫰💕
SDV bachelors react to the Farmer when they said they wanted to adopt a dog/cat/other pet instead of having a children:
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Shane doesn't see any problem with this at all because he had previously sworn to himself that he wouldn't have children. Especially since Shane has already tried a few years as a father figure and realised it's... hard. Don't get him wrong, Shane loves his niece, but with his depression and alcohol abuse previously, he knew he wasn't the best godfather for Jas. But he has plenty of experience with caring for chickens, so Shane brightened with joy when his spouse suggested having more chickens instead of kids. Charlie would have more friends!
Harvey had always dreamed of a happy family, but the local doctor had never specifically thought about having children. He came to the conclusion that he would be happy with Farmer in any scenario. And recently, a friend of Harvey's from Zuzu City was looking for owners for three orphaned stray kittens... So after a conversation with his spouse and mutual agreement, Harvey now have the three furballs who greet him with chorus of meowing, climb up his pyjama, demanding food, and make Harvey and Farmer smile every day.
Sebastian was all for it. He didn't want to have kids either, and didn't have any particular reason. He was afraid that Farmer would take this rather negatively. But since they are both on the same page, how about expand their terrarium and get more cute frogs? Sebastian still remembers that the Farmer named the rescued frog "their son," so "they're already parents to green babies." Sebby will be happy about the addition to their frog family (and won't forget to lightly tease his beloved spouse again).
Sam holds up the Farmer's dog. "But we already have a baby!" And the pooch barked back, wagging his tail happily. Well, they're glad that Sam reacted to their words very calmly. But later the guitarist himself admits that he doesn't see himself as a parent. Especially since they are both so young, and there's still a lot to do and explore. But he also would like to have another puppy. Sam even called Marnie to ask about adopting a puppy. Or maybe two? How about three? All in all, Sam, like Farmer, would be quite happy without children.
Elliott had long since chosen the right words and the right place, for, as it turned out, he himself had wanted to raise the matter with Farmer. The writer decided that since they were both almost entirely devoted to their work and hobbies, they would not be able to pay proper attention to the child, and it would be unfair to the baby. What was the writer's surprise when Farmer told him that they also wanted to discuss the possibility of being childfree. And also the idea of having another cat. Elliott was fine with it, believing that their first cat would like a new friend.
Alex was a little discouraged by Farmer's question, as he was thinking of just discussing with his spouse about children/adoption. Not that he wants kids right away without prior preparation, of course not. But after listening to Farmer's opinion, Alex couldn't disagree with their reasoning. Perhaps he just wanted the happy family life he didn't have as a child. But he was already happy with Farmer. And he'd be even more happy if Farmer agreed to have a couple puppies. Dusty would definitely enjoy the new company!
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theonetrueyeet · 3 days
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elliott would wear this i fear
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wyd when you come home to your husband and hes sitting by the fireplace writing in his notebook with a duck feather quill pen and wearing this night gown
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writingskaska · 3 days
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Friends: Hey, you good? We haven’t heard from you in a while!
Me: …
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lokis-version · 2 days
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I have been at the hospital since Monday. I am nawing at the bars of my enclosure trying to get free from this place. I miss my husband Elliott and my dog.
HOW THE HELL DOES HARVEY STAY IN A PLACE LIKE THIS EVERYDAY I'M LOSING MY MIND
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